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"You're right, and if you're so innocent, you shouldn't even know such words."
She took another breath, held it, and indecision flashed over her face. She
would either cuss me out or smile. I got lucky and she burst into laughter; the
genuine article this time.
"Drink?" I gestured to the bar in the lounge, a smaller, quieter room away from
the stage show.
"Why not?"
As we turned to leave., I heard the orchestra finish its fanfare and Bobbi's
voice soared up, filling the next room. I couldn't help but pause, and it was a
physical effort to resist the urge to go in and see her.
"Something wrong?"
I was a man in love and bound to turn sappy at any given moment. "No, not a
thing." Marian Pierce latched on to my arm and led off in the wrong direction.
Not that she didn't promise to be attractive company and was part of the job at
hand, but she just wasn't Bobbi.
A waiter read the signs right, at least the ones Marian was giving out, and
seated us in the back, behind a row of short palm trees. She ordered scotch and
water. I ordered only the water.
"Trust Daddy to find another teetotaler," she said, pretending world-weary
disapproval.
"I drink, but not on the job."
"Oh, are you working or something?"
"Would you have followed me if I weren't?"
She puffed on her cigarette and thought it over. "Actually, I was following
Daddy."
"Any reason why?"
"No."
It was going to be one of those nights. "Then you started following me. Any
reason for that?"
She smiled, trying to charm her way out again. "I liked your looks better than
your partner's."
And maybe she thought she could more easily get around someone who seemed to be
closer to her own age. "I'll be sure and tell him."
"No, promise you won't tell anyone you saw me."
"Daddy wouldn't like it?"
Her eyes went down. "Something like that. Why did he hire you?"
"Your father is a client, which means I don't talk about his business. You won't
talk about yours, either. We're not going to get anywhere fast like this, Miss
Pierce. One of us needs to go home."
"My name's Marian, but then if you're following me, you already know that."
"Why do you think I'm following you?"
"I really wouldn't know. DaddyЕ wellЕ maybe he thinks I'm just a teeny-weenie
bit too wild." She was back doing the vulnerable-little-girl act again. Any more
of it and, job or no job, I'd leave to watch the rest of Bobbi's show. Escott
could have my half of the retainer and good riddance to it.
"Why?" Impatience crept into my tone. It couldn't be helped, I was impatient.
"I can't really talk about it. But really, there's nothing to talk about."
"Well, that's too bad, then." I made to go and she caught my arm.
"No, please wait."
"For more runaround? Make up your mind, lady."